Shooting Star
man-child used to being a shooting star
drinks always came for free at the cash bar
full to brim with urges and willfulness
left wondering alone in wilderness
not quite able to keep up with himself
loss and wanton desires ruin mental health
focus gone, became another lost boy
"Aw shucks" demeanor his major decoy
not understanding skill in scoring points
a lifetime of pleasure does not appoint
Johnny was after all his father's son
truly did not seek to hurt anyone
like so many others, gone way too soon
leaving the rubble of legend he'd strewn
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